I was supposed to post a ready made short story I made for Purple, but apparently, it's not with me... ho hum...

March 24, oh gawd we're actually graduating. I still can't make complete sentences. I'm running out of words and, and my brain's like really preoccupied right now. Truth is I have loads to do today... let's just say I'm fuelling my brain right now to get it working for the whole day.

But with the quality of writing I'm doing right now, I don't think I'll be going too far.

I friggin know what I want to do with my life, i just don't know how i'll do it. New York, advertising, big money... fame. The glitter and glamour. But how... when... why?

what for...

March 2, I went to one of Niccolo Cosme's photo shoot in Imus and the following pics are all I got in my prehistoric diskette... or as Niccolo puts it... grunt... the wide grinning guy's him, the other one's his New Yorker apprentice...




and now here are my vanity pics... yeah... vain (see... i'm so not making any sense)